Noel vaguely remembered the "lighthouse theory" that Su Mingan once said.

Su Mingan proposed this theory very early on. Although many of the principles are still superficial, some of them have been confirmed to be correct in world games, showing a strong foresight.

Noel admired Su Mingan from the bottom of his heart. This student who had just graduated from high school had just raised his head from the sea of ​​mathematics and English books, and instantly changed his role and stepped onto the high platform of the world.

If nothing happened, Su Mingan should be like an ordinary freshman in Longguo, participating in clubs, fishing for public elective courses, sprinting for finals, staying up late to catch up on DDL, and working in the cafeteria, classroom, and library. From time to time, he still has time to go to team building, eat barbecue, and book nights at Internet cafes. He should have familiar club leaders, team members to work with, counselors to take care of him, and even female classmates he likes.

Noel remembers that Su Mingan likes to play board games and script killing, is also interested in youth exploration clubs, and likes to read philosophy and detectives.·

If the game had not started, he should have been at a safe table, playing script killing with his college classmates, or even playing more horror games and indie games, cutting videos, and live streaming until he became a famous uP host.

There is no life-and-death crisis, no physical pain from swords and swords, no sanity-inducing hallucinations and mental torture... There will be no madness, no collapse, and no sleeplessness.

…Rather than here, in front of the whole world, amid the expectations and accusations of many ignorant people, under the malicious intent and eager gaze of high microorganisms, playing such games is extremely dangerous, like a real person walking a tightrope on the line of collapse." Script kills”.

It's so unfair.

This world is too heavy and has fallen too deep into the quagmire. It is difficult to pull up and the downward trend is almost irreversible.

Noel doesn't want to be like Su Mingan, it's too tiring, he just wants to be a free sun, lighting up the people around him.

In this filthy world, how can there be a paradise?

He can save one, but he cannot save them all.

He can save a moment, but he cannot save a whole life.

These principles are not only applicable in the copy world, but also in reality.

...There is no happy ending at all, there are always people who inevitably sacrifice. This is reality, and reality is not a fairy tale.

Noel stretched out his hand, as if catching the sunlight falling down.

The light outlines his slender fingers, as if kissing the palm of his hand.

...even though it was stained with the child's blood just an hour ago.

"Death will not let anyone go just because they are children, old people, vulnerable, or unwilling to accept..." Noel murmured: "...I teach them to grow and give them the strength to stand up - From now on, only their own ability and luck can determine their future, not the world."

"Once they decide to work hard for this land, regardless of status or age -

He turned his head and looked at Su Ming'an, who was dressed in black.

His lips moved slightly, the ends of his eyes dropped, and he gave a tired smile. "...I will satisfy them."

"No one is an accessory."

"I help them," he said softly, "by becoming the person they aspire to be."

At a time of crisis for humanity, morality takes a back seat.

Just like during famines in ancient times, it was not uncommon to exchange children for food. In order to "survive", many things can be abandoned.

Children will only see Noel and others being kind to them, and know that they have to rely on their own efforts to earn points and save their loved ones, but they do not understand the price they have to pay in terms of spirituality and growth.

It is also difficult to define whether it is good or bad for children to participate in such bloody and crazy copies.

As blank as a sheet of paper, in the future of mankind a few decades later, these children are prematurely contaminated with filth. Some of them may gradually become crazy and cruel like Bonnie who burned people for fun. The world game is a person who is good at it.

Things that change human nature and despise human nature,

It can make calm people crazy, make cowardly people brave, make selfish people selfless, make kind people cruel, and make people... become unlike themselves.

Just like the Su Ming'an now and the Su Ming'an three months ago, they are completely two different people.

Su Mingan remained silent during Noel's speech.

He quietly watched Noel talk, watching Noel pour out his helplessness and anger that was on the verge of bursting out in an extremely calm manner.

When Noel calmed down, Su Mingan did not comment on his point of view, but just said "...don't be crazy."

Noel was stunned, his eyes moved slightly, staring at Su Ming'an.

"…What?"

He said softly.

"Don't be crazy." Su Mingan repeated: "You...don't be crazy."

This is already the most suitable word.

Huge mental pressure, heavy negative emotions, despair with almost no hope for the future... One negative thing after another is weighing on the frontline players like them, making people breathless.

Su Mingan has gradually understood the reason why Noel called him here today.

Noel was not asking him for his opinion on these children, nor was it for any cooperation matters.

...Noel is asking for help.

Complaining, talking, exploding, venting displeasure, and struggling.

Noel is struggling between painful moral decision-making lines, struggling on the edge of the abyss on the verge of collapse.

Guilt, helplessness, anger, despair...

Su Mingan almost forgot.

Players like them have already gone crazy.

Noel was obviously asking for help from him.

Because Noel himself is about to collapse.

Su Mingan has always believed that Noel is a person who is very good at adjusting his mental state. He emphasizes that "games should be played with a smile." His smile is always as warm as the sun and has infected countless people.

Noel's temperament is extremely enthusiastic and optimistic. It seems that nothing will make him suppress his sadness, and he can always maintain a cheerful and optimistic mood.

...But where in the world are there such people?

As long as you have emotions and desires, you will definitely be affected by the world. This kind of influence is pervasive and will quickly deteriorate a person's condition. Especially Noel is a kind-hearted and lawful person, and the oppression he suffers is even more profound.

In the absence of psychotropic drugs or a suitable psychiatrist, Noel regarded him as a mental buffer.

Noel was asking for help.

Talk for help.

Because maybe he is the only one who can stand on the same level and understand Noel.

"Noel Edward has gone crazy, and I don't want you to become the next one." Su Mingan said, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, no one will blame you." "..." Noel's fingers smiled slightly.

The light spots condensed on his eyelashes, like a dazzling spark.

He blinked and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"...Su Mingan, what should I do..." he said suddenly.

As if all his defenses suddenly collapsed, the smile he had always maintained on his face disappeared, and his sea-blue eyes began to tremble violently.

Moist water appeared in his eyes.

“…The mental state of those of us at the top of the list…can’t last until the end of the game.”

"The total progress bar is now only 30.1%, 30.1%! There are still nine months... We can hardly hold on anymore...

"Humanity has almost no future. We are about to collapse. The terrible thing is that this matter cannot be made public at all. We cannot even spread this panic and can only maintain this seemingly optimistic status quo."

"Herbert must have known about this, so he took the initiative to leave his identity as a player. He must have known that we couldn't hold on any longer, including himself...that's why he dropped everything and left."

"There is no other way. I can hardly hold on anymore. When I closed my eyes last night, it was all hallucinations. When I walked on the road, everything I saw was gray and white - I can't see colors! I can't see..."

His body was shaking violently, and there was a thin layer of water in his red eyes.

The fantasy style of the New World Guild is designed based on his personal preferences. He likes this kind of colorfulness.

The feeling that every object reflects light,

The colorful buildings, the painted glass, and the glazed roof that reflects the light are all as beautiful as a dream.

But now, these colors he specifically designed,

Once he couldn't see anything himself.

…I can’t hold on any longer, and I know it.”

Noel breathed: "But Su Mingan, I want to tell you, don't be crazy... you can't be crazy... you are the last person to be crazy. Edward is crazy, Mizushima Kawakora is going crazy, and I am going crazy too, but you are the only one

One cannot be crazy...

We entrust you with the most painful and impossible things, and the heaviest responsibility... You must not go crazy, no matter how painful it is, no matter how hard you can hold on... you can't go crazy...

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I'm forcing you to do this, but we have no choice. I...I can't do anything anymore...

The mask of his bright smile finally came off, revealing a face full of tears.

His eyes were red, and there was misty sadness on his face, like a circus clown who finally took off his mask.

The comedian who loves to make others laugh the most has a sadness in his own eyes that he can no longer get rid of.

Su Mingan has never seen Noel like this.

On this day after the end of the eighth world, Noel showed a scene he had never seen before, like a survivor struggling to hold on to the plank in a shipwreck.

...Even so, Noel was only here, showing this face to him alone, and did not convey this panic.
To be continued...